It’s Mental Health Month here in Oz.
Wednesday was Mental Health Day.
Just as well, says Sally, as I was feeling super-stressed and I had the opportunity to attend Qi Gong class while watching the rain lollop down the window pane. That helped.
Creative expression helps to alleviate stress big-time.
And small-time. That is, even if you have only a small rainy window pane to express your pain, or simply play with colour, it helps.
A collaborative three-way art-play from last school holidays
You might remember Aunty Art Café. It’s one of the occasions I’ve shared with you school holiday art-making experiences with my niece. Fun.
Aunty Art Cafe
Upside Down Waterscape
This school holiday, my niece, sister and I had one hour. Just a little bit of bloomin’ art-making time. (please excuse the My Fair Lady song reference. Do you know ‘With a Little Bit of Bloomin’ Luck’ from another era?)
One hour. What shall we do?
There’s a song. It begins:
Once I had a secret love
Now I shout it from the highest hills
Even told the golden daffodils
At last my heart’s an open door
And my secret love’s no secret any more.
Daffy and Friends
Sally Swain © original art
And my secret love is….
My sister and niece visit from interstate about four times a year.
We try to squeeze an art play session in there in amongst the family events schedule.
We let loose.
We love our shared art-making.
We are all together, yet each working on our own piece.
We coast between silent absorption and chit-chatting or singing. Sometimes there’s a drama
when the picture ‘goes wrong’. We usually get through that, out the other side and sail to the land of art-making happiness.
I promised the Big Art Heart Reveal last week.
I promised to explain the abundance of hearts leaping out of my paintbrush.
Unusually Zen Heart
and white pen
My Dad taught me to always keep a promise, so here’s the story behind the hearts…
This story straight out of the Creative Love Exchange
is Part one of a Treelogy
Tree Truth 1
A lovely Psychodrama person rings me from far yonder. She requests my arty input into a banner for this week’s Australia/NZ conference in Sydney.
I hum. I ha. I say